Martial arts god-level merit system

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“The Soul Shifting Da Method on the upper volume of the Nine Yin True Scripture is really wonderful, especially against people with scattered minds, it is too spiritual.”

Liu Bufan was overjoyed in his heart, and began to order to Aunt Ying, who was moved by her heart:

“Take me back to your house.”

“Yes.”

Aunt Ying took Liu Bufan through the formation and entered the Black Marsh Hut.

“Give me the map of Duan Zhixing’s hermitage.”

“Yes.”

“Very good, give me the picture of cutting meat and feeding the eagle that Ouyang Feng drew for you.”

“Yes.” Aunt Ying took out Ouyang Feng’s graffiti.

“On the day you entered the palace, the jade ring that Duan Zhixing gave you was also given to me.”

“Yes.”

“Write another personal letter to Duan Zhixing, I will say a sentence, you write a sentence.”

“Yes.”

“Finally send me out of the woods.”

“Yes.”

“Okay, forget everything just now and go back to your cabin for a good night’s sleep.”

“Yes.”

Aunt Ying is like the walking dead, where there is any sense of autonomy, Liu Bufan said, she did it all one by one.

After her soul returned, Liu Bufan had been gone for a long time.

Aunt Ying shook her head again and again to sober herself up, and immediately understood that she had accidentally fallen for Liu Bufan’s secret calculation.

I heard that there is a deterrent technique in the rivers and lakes, which can make people half asleep and wake up, and then be arbitrarily manipulated by others, let them do whatever they want, and there is no resistance, I think Liu Bufan used this evil art.

She tried desperately to think back, but some things she remembered, and others she couldn’t remember clearly for a while, as if Liu Bufan took something from her and ordered her to write something.

Aunt Ying checked her belongings and found that a map, a painting, and a jade ring were missing.

These are the most important things she wants to take revenge on Duan Zhixing, which are more important in her heart than her own life, and must be found back.

“It must be a dog thief sent by Duan Zhixing who wants to prevent me from taking revenge.”

Aunt Ying was self-righteous, she didn’t want to think about it, what martial arts she had, what martial arts Duan Zhixing had, and it was easy for Duan Zhixing to kill her, why bother with this means?

After counting things, Aunt Ying remembered Liu Bufan’s mesmerized eyes, and out of a woman’s instinctive reaction, hurriedly inspected her body.

Fortunately, there were no traces of her clothes being torn, but she always felt as if her body had been touched, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that she was touched up and down by Liu Bufan several times in a semi-coma.

“Stinky boy, you even eat the old lady’s tofu, you are not finished.”

Aunt Ying was furious, where had she suffered such a big loss in the past twenty years, it was the thirty-year-old lady who fell into the gutter, and the grain ship crashed into the gutter.

In addition, Liu Bufan is likely to know Zhou Botong’s recent situation, can he stop without asking clearly?

Aunt Ying immediately packed up her belongings and ran away in seclusion.

Although Liu Bufan took the map of Duan Zhixing’s retreat, the path marked on the map had long been firmly remembered in her heart, and she would never go wrong.

Aunt Ying wanted to intercept Liu Bufan on the road, but she didn’t know that Liu Bufan let her sleep, and it was the next day.

Liu Bufan walked for one more day, she thought it was so easy to intercept halfway?

Taoyuan, a place in the world, with mountains on both sides standing on the wall, and a sheep intestine path in the middle, only one person can barely pass, leading to a white dragon-like waterfall.

Under the willow tree next to the waterfall, sat a middle-aged man in his forties, with a dark face under the pot, full of hair, roots like iron, he was wearing a cloak, fishing, and suddenly saw a figure reflected on the water.

Hurriedly looking up, a young man slowly walked over.

Because of the sound of the waterfall, the fisherman could not hear the footsteps, and when he saw the reflection in the water, Liu Bufan had already walked behind him.

“Stop.” The fisherman drank.

“What do you say, the waterfall is too loud to hear.”

Liu Bufan pretended not to hear it, but instead of stopping, he suddenly quickened his pace and turned the corner from the right.

The corner of the mountain is a rapid, and the only iron boat is tied to the shore.

Liu Bufan grabbed the iron boat, rowed the iron oar, and went upstream, only to hear the fisherman scolding angrily at the halberd finger behind him, but he was suffering from the lack of a boat and could not catch up.

The iron boat rowed through two sharp beaches, drilled into a cave, turned around after coming out, the eyes were suddenly open, the scenery was picturesque, the clear stream was chun, the water flow was smooth as a mirror, the weeping willows on both sides were blowing, and there were countless peach trees planted between the green willows, like the scene of the origin of peach blossoms.

There was a mountain song in my ears, and a tree was singing while cutting wood.

Liu Bufan did not alarm the woods, saw a long vine with the thickness of an arm on the side of the mountain, immediately held the long vine, lifted his breath, climbed with his arms together, and in a moment he was hidden in the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain.

At the top of the peak is a flat piece of land, reclaimed into 20 acres of mountain fields, planted with rice, and the farmer named Wu Santong is turning the soil with a hoe.

On the hillside not far away, a large yellow cow wagging its tail grazes leisurely.

Liu Bufan picked up a stone and threw it, right in the nose of the cow, the big yellow cow bleated, ran wildly, Wu Santong was afraid that the big yellow ox would fall off the cliff, and quickly ran over to the bull, Liu Bufan took the opportunity to flash and walked into the mountain road ahead.

At the end of the mountain road, there is a stone beam about a foot wide, which crosses between two mountains, and there is a gap in the middle, a total of seven cliffs, shrouded in clouds.

A middle-aged scholar sits on the last cliff, reading aloud.

Such a dangerous terrain that cannot be avoided.

Liu Bufan stood on the side of Shi Liang and shouted loudly: “Xin Weiyuan Zhu Ziliu, Liu Guifei has arrived, I want to find your master to seek revenge, your three brothers are fighting with her under the mountain, and they are in danger, and they can’t stop it, please let me come up and tell you to hurry down to help, quick, go quickly, slow down they will die.” ”

“There is such a thing… She finally came. ”

Zhu Ziliu was shocked.

Hearing Liu Bufan accurately shout his name, Zhu Ziliu expected that it must be the villagers who were sent to deliver the letter after being informed by the division brothers in front, and where was there more doubt in the hurry, he jumped up and ran quickly over the stone beam, really anxious as a spark, and without looking at Liu Bufan, he ran down the mountain.

Liu Bufan walked all the way to the side of the stone beam, walked over a stone bridge across the lotus pond, and entered the temple behind.

It is rare for outsiders to visit the temple, and Xiao Shami was very surprised to see Liu Bufan’s arrival, but since he could come here, he must have been allowed by Yuqiao Cultivation, and immediately clasped his hands together and saluted: “The benefactor came here from afar, I don’t know what is expensive?” ”

“Little Master Lao Wei presented this Sanskrit note to Master Yilan and asked the master to interpret it.” Liu Bufan handed over the Sanskrit general outline of the first scroll of the Nine Yin True Sutra.

“Donor wait.” Xiao Shami turned and entered, and not long after, he hurried back, lowering his eyebrows and folding, “Master respectfully ask the benefactor.” ”

Liu Bufan followed Xiao Shami to the back of the temple, followed a bluestone path, and entered a bamboo forest with three hidden stone houses.

In the stone house in the middle, a small table is lit with sandalwood, and a monk sits on each of the two futons next to the table.

A man with swarthy skin, a high nose and deep eyes, is obviously a native of Tianzhu Country. The other, dressed in a coarse cloth monk’s robe, with two long white eyebrows hanging down from the corners of his eyes, had a kind face and a graceful face, and was watching the Sanskrit general outline of the upper volume of the Nine Yin True Sutra.

Liu Bufan knew that this was Nandi, one of the five peerless, and his Tianzhu junior disciple. _

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